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You know when it seems like nothing can go right? Well, that is happening to me right now. About a week ago I got my car back after not having it for 2 weeks due to transmission problems and whatnot, well I get it back for a week and it’s driving amazingly, almost like a new car, but all that changed yesterday. I got into an accident, I didn’t total my car, just did quit a number to the front bumper. Now, I know that I am the one at fault because the law says that the other guy had the right of way, however it also had a lot to do with objects blocking my point of view and the other guy speeding and coming out of no where, but I won’t get into all of that since I have told the story to countless people and I’m tired of telling it.

The thing that really bugged me though was how the man was treating me. He was older and kept telling me how much it was my fault and that I needed to drive safer, I told him I understood but that he was speeding and that I had many things blocking my view. I mean the guy hit me so hard my car spun a little, he knocked my glasses off my face, I’m surprised the airbag didn’t go off (and so was the cop). He kept ignoring my apology and just kept talking down to me like a little kid, he was acting like since I was a woman and in my early 20’s that was why I got into the accident. I kept telling him I had never been in an accident with another car and that I have never even had a speeding ticket, I’m one of the safest drivers on the road, his response was always, “you’re just lucky I didn’t drive off, I could of just hit you a run. Just remember I didn’t drive off”. Kind of sketch. And I mean just looking at the 2 cars prior to the accident you could tell I was the better driver, he had a beat up back end that was from another accident. Any way, I was the only one to call the cops (10 times), he never once called them and never even offered up his insurance, he was acting like I was the one who had to take care of everything. I might have been the younger one but I was the only one trying to act like an adult in the situation. Just because I am in my 20’s and a woman doesn’t mean I’m a bad driver, so please stop acting like I am.

Anyway I should find more out about my car tomorrow and talk more to the insurance company. They say it’ll take 2-4 weeks to get my car back but luckily I have car rental in my insurance policy to help me out until then.

I have always been a big believer of the camaraderie that comes along with midnight releases for movies, books, and movies made from a book. I mean this was me at the last Harry Potter movie release…

As you see, I love midnight releases. However I feel like there is one that has taken it a little too far, the Twilight movies. Now, I will confess that I have read all the Twilight books and have been to the past 3 midnight movie releases. However I have grown out of it and never once have I dressed up for a Twilight movie release, nor have a screamed when the movie started. As I said before I love the camaraderie of midnight releases.

This brings me to my point….

The new Twilight movie comes out at midnight tonight and I’m sure there are lines forming at every theatre right now with crazy fans dying to see that weird vampire sparkle or the wolf boys abs. I’m sure you’re wondering why after everything I said before I am not there with them. Well here’s why: I have realized that those ‘twihards’ that are over the age of 19 are giving the rest of us 20-somethings a bad name and I refuse to be a part of that. I mean if you’re 26 and screaming when that Jacob kid takes off his shirt, then that is just weird and makes the rest of us look equally as crazy. I mean the kid is like 18 or something, you could have been his baby-sitter.

Another thing that bugs me about these over 19 ‘twihards’ is the tattoos. I understand loving a book/movie series, I love the Harry Potter books/movies as we can see from the embarrassing picture above, however that doesn’t mean that I’m going to get a tramp stamp of a broomstick and wand on my lower back that I’ll have to live with the rest of my life. I mean tell me in 10 years they won’t regret these:

Yeah, that’s what I thought. Try explaining those to your grandkids.

And I’m all for team spirit but those Team Edward and Team Jacob shirts drive me crazy! They are fine to wear to the midnight releases, some might even call them cute, but when they become a staple of your everyday wardrobe, then you have a problem. And if you are going to get a Team sparkly vampire, wolf boy or whoever shirt, please get one that fits, no one wants to see your muffin hanging out, remember you are 23, not 16.

I’m not saying it is wrong too like these books or movies, all I’m saying is when you turn into a little 14 year old screaming for the movies it gets a little annoying and no one thinks you are an grown 20 something, they think you’re crazy. Because no one looks at this and thinks, ‘wow, those are some outstanding women’:

So I thought I would make a list of 10 reasons why it sucks to be in your 20’s. Now, I’m not saying that everything about your 20’s sucks, but come on, there are somethings that really do suck about being 22, 25, 27 or whatever year you are in. If you are somewhere between 20 and 29 years of age, there are for sure things that suck about it, don’t lie. So here is my list of 10 reasons why it sucks to be in your 20’s:

1) Dating, if you didn’t meet that special person in high school or college, then you know what I’m talking about.

2) Snow does not mean a snow day.

3) Work, the reason you don’t get a snow day and also that thing you feel like you’re doing all the time and that is coming between you and sleep.

4) You have to be cool. I don’t care who you are, there is this unspoken pressure that once you turn 20 you must be cool for the next 10 years. Because once you turn 30 there is no way you can be cool. I blame hipsters and the Kardashians for this.

5) Car problems. Your cars transmission could care less about the number in your bank account, it’s going to break when it wants to, just hope you’re 30 when it does.

6) You still get acne. I thought this went away once I turned 20, I was wrong.

7) Debt, do I need to say more?

8 ) You are still treated like a child. For some reason every person older than you in your family will not see you as an adult until you are 30. Even if you are living on your own, they just won’t, deal with it.

9) You can’t drink or party like you used to. So stop taping those 40’s to your hands and trying to be Edward 40-Hands.

and lastly,

10 ) The years go by faster, no really they do. I mean wasn’t it just January 1st? Now Christmas tress are up? What the fuck!?!

I blame Facebook for being a main contributor to the quarter-life crisis. Every time I log on to the book I am always faced with something great that has happened to one of my friends. Last night I logged on to find someone had gotten engaged, today I logged on to find that another friend is having a baby. When did this start happening? It’s bad enough that I have to try to think of witty status to keep people interested in me, but I feel like my friends achievements are always over shadowing my wittiness. Now don’t get me wrong, I am happy for my friends, really, I hope they all have wonderful marriages and healthy babies. However their marriages and babies are starting to make me feel a little like a failure.

This leads me to my argument that I believe that the quarter-life crisis has grown with the popularity of the Facebook. Before Facebook people were never informed 24/7 about what other people were doing with their lives. Like that weird girl Suzy who sat behind me in 10th grade English, and who chewed her hair and who I never thought would get out of our home town, well she’s now an investment banker at Goldman Sachs. How did I find this out? FACEBOOK!!!! I could have gone my whole life thinking that I was at least better than weird Suzy, but because of Facebook I can’t. Now I’m sure you’re all saying, “Just stop going on Facebook”, but lets be real. I already have nothing to do in my life other than school and work at my dad’s office; I need Facebook to entertain me. All I’m saying is that if you have a friend out there that you know is struggling a little to fit into the grown-up world, be nice and post your engagement or ultrasound pictures when you know they might not be on, or better yet just don’t post them at all, wait until you’re 30 to post them. Okay?

That’s my quarter-life thought of the day, now I need to go write a paper, or maybe I’ll just log on to Facebook to see who’s having a baby now.